A young man named Jason Hiro is depressed and feels as if his life is aimless, thus he volunteers to enter a cryogenics program so his body will at least be useful for science. He wakes up 100,000 years in the future, only to discover that humanity has gone nearly extinct, the humans who remain are all slaves, and the slave masters are the Demons. Humans are nothing more than chattel for their new overlords.
Demons now rule the galaxy, but Jason discovers he has a unique power called Wordsmithing, a magic which descends from the legends of King Arthur and Solomon, one that can rewrite the fabric of reality based on his imagination and cast by speaking a single Word of Power. Will Jason be able to uplift and save humanity? Or will the forces of evil prove too powerful to overcome?
Recommended Listening A month has passed since Amelia crippled me. Once again, as part of my daily routine, Phoebe carefully leans me forward to rest my chin on a handcrafted wooden device. The custom-carved implement allows her to set me up in bed so she can wash my back and body. She loops my arms…
Recommended Listening A month has passed since Amelia crippled me. Once again, as part of my daily routine, Phoebe carefully leans me forward to rest my chin on a handcrafted wooden device. The custom-carved implement allows her to set me up in bed so she can wash my back and body. She loops my arms…
"What am I looking at?" My words enter a void. A bubble of images surrounds me, as if I’ve materialized inside of a snowglobe, looking outward. The outside world appears distorted and difficult to perceive. Hoarhiim’s voice responds in my mind. "I will take you on a journey through my memories, back to when my…
"What am I looking at?" My words enter a void. A bubble of images surrounds me, as if I’ve materialized inside of a snowglobe, looking outward. The outside world appears distorted and difficult to perceive. Hoarhiim’s voice responds in my mind. "I will take you on a journey through my memories, back to when my…
I tap the white orb as I hold it in my hand, using it to light up the landscape around me. The darkness of night tempts me to use the stars to navigate, especially since I can’t see them in the Labyrinth, but I’m tired and just want to catch some sleep. My feet scuff…
I tap the white orb as I hold it in my hand, using it to light up the landscape around me. The darkness of night tempts me to use the stars to navigate, especially since I can’t see them in the Labyrinth, but I’m tired and just want to catch some sleep. My feet scuff…
Amelia turns away, unable to meet my gaze. The expression on her face says it all. I should have known you were a Hero. I thought we were friends, but you betrayed me. How can I ever trust you after this? She clutches Blaarjiim’s orb to her chest and turns to walk away. "Don’t even…
Amelia turns away, unable to meet my gaze. The expression on her face says it all. I should have known you were a Hero. I thought we were friends, but you betrayed me. How can I ever trust you after this? She clutches Blaarjiim’s orb to her chest and turns to walk away. "Don’t even…
Author Note: This is the second iteration of The Cryopod to Hell (TCTH). It is more refined and edited compared to the original version, but will likely also end up being longer too. The goal of this refresh is to eliminate as many plotholes from the original work as possible, and refine characters/places/interactions/etc until it’s…
Author Note: This is the second iteration of The Cryopod to Hell (TCTH). It is more refined and edited compared to the original version, but will likely also end up being longer too. The goal of this refresh is to eliminate as many plotholes from the original work as possible, and refine characters/places/interactions/etc until it’s…
